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Veterans Day/Remembrance Day Poem

Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:16 pm
by Beloved1
In Flanders Fields

by John McCrae, May 1915

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

from ... fields.htm

These are the same sentiments felt for any war and however they died. Finding the truth about who or what "the foe" really is will set us all free.